6:58 am (pitter patter pitter patter, window blinds moving, pitter patter pitter patter;warm breath in my face)
in an audible whisper,"Mom,the light is outside, it's time to get up(cough, rattle, cough)I think I need medicine."
inaudible voice of overtired me,"I know I heard you coughing last night, let me feel your forehead are you warm?"
"I am sick like you mom, I need to take my bitamins and some orange medicine."
"Buddy, you aren't warm so you don't need the orange medicine. Do you want some cough syrup or a chewy Triaminic?"
"What color is the cough and the chewy?
"Red or purple."
"I think (cough, rattle, cough) I just need my bitamin and some cereal."
"What about your cough?"
"I think I will just stop (cough) coughing."
"Honey, you don't control the coughing, the medicine will help... do you want red or purple?"
"No, in a little while I will stop, I promise. I will just cover my mouth and it will not come out, see?"